The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics-Chapter 25 Little Master, You Are So Right

The afternoon breeze rustled through the curtains.

The Old Master lay in a bamboo chair, dozing with his eyes half-closed.

Yet, on the other side, his younger son snuck out quietly from the house, taking the treasured granddaughter with him.

The sound of the car engine came buzzing from outside the main gate. In his dream, the Old Master's eyelids twitched, then he fell back asleep.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a residential building.

On the way, Pang Hu introduced some information about his eldest aunt.

Her name was Wang Meixiang, and her family was in the jade business, owning their store and factory. In previous years, they mostly focused on the mid-range market. In the past two years, they aimed to develop a high-end line. Compared to families like the Yun Family, they were merely considered small-time business people with a bit of money.

Before going, Pang Hu had also called his eldest aunt.

So Wang Meixiang didn't go anywhere and waited anxiously at home.

As soon as the doorbell rang, she hurried to open the door. Seeing Pang Hu's big face, she eagerly asked, "Has the master arrived?"

Before Pang Hu could answer, her gaze fell on the young man behind him.

Her eyebrows furrowed; this master looked too young, too handsome. Could he be relying on his looks for a living?

Wang Meixiang didn't dare to ask, welcoming them in with enthusiasm, and took hold of Yun Qiuce's hand, "Little Master, finally you're here. Our family..."

Yun Qiuce inexplicably withdrew his hand, smiled slightly, "Interesting, I've become a master. Auntie, you've got the wrong person. This," he pushed forward the Little Dumpling he was holding hands with, "is the real master."

Only then did Wang Meixiang notice there was a little child in front of her, about four or five years old, a tiny bundle, sweet and adorable, wearing a pink and white bear overall dress, with a large pocket on the chest bulging, likely filled with candies and snacks.

Wang Meixiang's mouth twitched noticeably, "This... this child is indeed cute, but..." she turned back, questioning her older nephew with her eyes.

Pang Hu nodded, "Auntie, it's truly her. Her name is Yun Qi, we all call her Qi. Don't you know about the Yun Family? A famous mystical family in Hai City..."

Yun Qi sighed imperceptibly, adults are really troublesome, always so nagging.

So, with her little hands behind her back, she bypassed Pang Hu and walked forward on her own.

The room was fairly large and well-decorated, indicating that this family had some wealth.

In terms of feng shui, the furnishings weren't problematic either.

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However, as soon as she entered, she noticed that Wang Meixiang's glabella was pale gray, with a cloud of mist between her eyebrows, indicating clouds blocking her vision. This suggested she was easily deceived during this period. If she was in business, it meant troubles and financial losses.

Moreover, her marriage palace appeared dim, with blue veins, signifying her spouse's illness. The children's palace was flawed, weak, and the area under her eyes was dark, indicating her child had suffered successive blows and faced life-threatening dangers.

Then she turned around, speaking in a soft childish voice, "Auntie, on the way here, Uncle Pang Hu told me about your family's situation. To convince you, I won't repeat your basic family information. I'll go straight to the issues: your business has been facing difficulties recently, with multiple contracts being canceled at the last minute. Previous investments have gone to waste, losing a substantial amount of money, causing unrest among company staff. Your husband's health is poor, with inexplicable ailments, causing concern and distress, long-term illness with even life-threatening risks. You have only one daughter, who has always excelled in her studies, but her grades have recently declined. She encounters issues with every exam, and with finals approaching, she's been in a low mood, even showing signs of depression or self-harm."

After hearing this, Wang Meixiang excitedly grabbed her hand, "Little girl, no, Little Master, what you said is so accurate. Every single point fits."

Even if the form of address makes no sense!